You break off my engagement and I dig your ancestral graves

Cui Yingying thought she was fast enough. She finally finalized the date and asked a fortune teller to choose a good day. However, the plan could not keep up with the change.

A few nights later, Liang Heng rubbed his butt and came to the door with large and small luggage. He pulled her and Han Ji out of bed and slipped out of Yecheng overnight.

Cui Yingying and Han Jieren were still confused until they sat in the carriage, and even Zhuyu was dumbfounded.

Although she had made preparations for a long time, she had not yet decided whether to tell His Highness about this matter. Now that she was leaving like this, what if something happened to the princess.

"Second brother, why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you agree to do it in three days?" Cui Yingying yawned continuously, still holding the baby in her arms.

Zhuyu was opposed to her taking Cui Shaoyuan away, but she was determined and no one could stop her.

Liang Heng sat upright, and under the curious eyes of several people, he began to cry in frustration, "If I don't leave, I won't be able to leave, and my father will have to negotiate a marriage with me."

Even if he couldn't become a general, he didn't want to just be a prince-in-law.

"why?"

The three of them asked in unison.

"Didn't your father say that if you pass the exam, everything will go your way?" Cui Yingying rubbed her eyes, and her sleepiness disappeared instantly.

Liang Heng glanced at the three of them with a strange look on his face, and said in confusion: "Do you really believe that I can do well in the exam?"

During that time, he looked at studying hard, but in fact, what he read every day were secret books on the art of war and martial arts. The reason why he was so confident was just pretending to show it to his father.

In fact, he was already ready to run away.

The three of them nodded fiercely.

It was hard not to believe the way he looked determined to win at the beginning.

In order to be considerate, even the delicious food was declined.

"Well... all I taught you was the art of war." Liang Heng touched his nose guiltily.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was beaten severely.

The crackling sound of fighting shook the carriage, and Zhao Chou, who was busy on his way, looked back and sped up again.

Because of Liang Heng, all their plans were disrupted. Cui Yingying's dream trip and several luxury carriages also turned into bubbles, and they only had time to carry a wad of silver notes and a few pieces of clothing.

The weather after autumn is always hazy, especially at night, when the fog and rain merge into one. In such an environment, you can kill a few people quietly without being noticed.

At the gate of the city, Tang Yang took off the bamboo hat on his head. His sword was still dripping with blood. There were four or five corpses lying on the ground.

The sword in his hand was tied with a beautiful sword flower, and he looked at the carriage in the distance that had long since disappeared, and then returned to resume his life.

Prince's Mansion, in the study.

Wu Xu raised his head and glanced at the pattering autumn rain outside the house, and couldn't help but look at the person opposite him.

The man's eyes were focused on the chessboard, but his mind was not there.

"Your Highness is very skilled at chess, but he made several mistakes tonight," Wu Xu said quietly, "But are you worried about the princess?"

"I'm still afraid that the princess will know the truth."

This thoughtful prince was able to control his ministers, but when faced with the affairs of the little princess, he could not hide his joy and anger.

As a prince, you should not hesitate when facing such a big event.

But this matter involved the little princess, and he was scared.

Xiao Su raised her eyes to look at him, with a bottomless pool in her eyes, "If one day she knows the truth, will she blame Gu?"

"The princess knows the general situation and will not blame His Highness." Wu Xu said with certainty.

"It's just... if Your Highness doesn't kill that child, he will definitely become a big trouble in the future. Has Your Highness really thought about it clearly?"

This is the orphan of the royal family of another country. With the clues that have been found these days, the matter is too involved.

"Are you doubting Gu's ability?" Xiao Su smiled lightly and threw away the chess piece.

Wu Xu: "..."

No, what about that gloomy look you just had?

Except for the little princess's matter, which you may have some concerns about, the rest of the book is written with full confidence.

"She likes a mere baby, can't she still keep it?"

"Gu wants to see what means Jingguo can use to take people away from Gu."

Xiao Su smiled triumphantly, looking like a foolish king who smiled for the beauty.

The corners of Wu Xu's mouth twitched visibly. Wasn't he acting rogue?

That child belongs to someone else. Whose prince is so full that he has nothing to do and fights for a child?

The words are divided into two parts.

When Cui Yingying's group of carriages were driving in the night, they passed by the Wei family's ancestral graves. Her grave-digging genes were about to start, and it was difficult to restrain them. Fortunately, Zhuyu hugged her tightly, "Princess Princess, Let’s come back and dig again, come back and dig again.”

"Really?" Cui Yingying looked distressed, as if she was isolated from someone.

The three of them nodded fiercely and made serious promises before she gave up.

There was a faint sound of discussion in the night.

Liang Heng leaned in the carriage, squinted his eyes and yawned sleepily: "Little sister, why do you have to take this little kid with you? What a bother."

"He is a relic left to me by my parents, my brother by blood. I don't want to leave him alone at home." She hugged him in her arms and wrapped him tightly and replied.

Han Jie's eyes were deep and he stared at the sleeping baby without saying a word.

Liang Heng closed his eyes and said perfunctorily: "You are here to be a sister, you deserve to be a mother."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Han Jing's expression became more solemn. He wanted to kill this little brat and avoid future troubles, but it seemed impossible at the moment.